On this Garden Blogger’s Bloom Day there are great clumps of bloomers and I can see a busy fall season of digging and dividing. Here the Thomas Affleck rose and Henryii lilies are lush and full of pollinators. You can also see a cloud of meadow rue flowers. I just love this section of the garden right next to the house.
This Bloom Day the Black Beauty lilies and the crimson bee balm make a great combo – even if they are standing exactly straight and tall.
This section of the North Lawn Bed is one of the places that whisper, ” Dig me! Divide me!” Phlox, pink and white, cone flower, Russian sage and even a lily that the deer missed at their luncheon party a few weeks ago.
This is another section of the North Lawn Bed where Achillea “the Pearl is rampant in front of sunny “Mardi Gras”. On the other side of the path you can see a passalong and nameless yarrow, bits of Blue Paradise phlox and Connecticut Yankee delphinium.
I don’t think this yarrow is Coronaation Gold, but I am going to cut it and see if it dries well.
Of course, August is daylily season and Ann Varner is at her peak.
Except for Thomas Affleck and The Fairy, rose season is over.
The tall candles of cimicifuga, snakeroot, look very cool in the shade of the ancient apple tree.
Like the meadow rue, Artemesia lactiflora has very unusual airy blossoms, but dark foliage.
The hydrangeas are in bloom. ’Mothlight’ the oldest is almost as tall as the weeping birch next to it. ‘Limelight’ is very happy and the oakleaf hydrangea is recovering from deer browing. The bucket loader is there because our driveway is actually town road and the road crew is repairing damage by our heavy rain storms. There hasn’t been an unusual amount of rain, but when it comes, it comes down hard and all at once.
Toremia is a new annual to me. It grows on the Bridge of Flowers and love it. No deadheading necessary.
Cuphea is another new-to-me annual growing in pots in front of the house. The colors are fabulous!
I first saw Love Lies Bleeding, an amaranth, planted in the ground at Wave Hill in New York. I was stunned by the aptness of its name, and at Wave Hill it was a heroic love that had died bleeding. I think I will have to plant it in the ground next year. I am perplexed by the differently shapped pendant flower cluster. One looks like pompoms and the other more tassel-like. Any ideas?
For more of what is blooming over this great land visit Carol, our hostess, over at May Dreams Gardens on this Bloom Day.